Until Death {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter Five.

*Louis' POV*

After a long day with Eleanor, I arrived home.

"Harry? You awake?"

"No." He responded.

"Very funny." I remarked, sarcastically.

"Wasn't trying to be. Leave me alone." His words tore through me like knifes. It wasn't because I had feelings for him- they went ages ago- but it was the fact he didn't want to talk to me.

He should want to talk to me. I'm his husband. I shivered slightly at the thought. Not long now until I can be with Eleanor.

"I know everything, Lou."

"Everything? About what?" I tried to act cool.

"I know you don't love me anymore. There's someone else, I know." He started tearing up.

"We're married for Gods sake! Why wouldn't I love you?"

"Don't pretend Lou, because that's what hurts the most."

"Night, Harry."

"I love you." Harry replied and it killed me that I couldn't reply.

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*Harrys POV*

I've given him my heart and he's just thrown it away. I doubt he ever loved me. Well now I know he's not gay. I wish I could move on just like that.

We haven't even broken up yet and he's moved on. Fuck.

That night, I lay awake, crying, as I watched Louis sleep. At least he still slept with me, but that also made it worse.

I would need to cut him out of my life if I were to move on.

"I'm going. I hope you'll be happy. I love you." I whispered to a sleeping Louis. And I walked out the door, straight out without turning back.

I collected my pre-packed bags from the living room and went to Liams'.

"Hey Li."

"What's up, mate?"

"Can I uh stay here for a bit?"

"Yeah sure, why you not with Lou?"

"He doesn't love me." I said casually. The words drifting off my tongue as though they were natural.

"What do you mean?"

"You saw the news yesterday. Louis and that girl. It's all true."

"Are you sure this isn't another one of managements schemes?"

"Yes."

I wonder what Louis will think when he wakes up. Actually, he probably won't care. He doesn't love me.

"Should I call Niall over?"

"Please." I sniffed.

You see, Liam was always the most mature about these situations but Niall always made me smile.

But only Louis could make me laugh when I didn't even want to smile.

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"It's open." Liam called to Niall.

"Harry?"

"Hey." I whispered.

"Alright, Li." He nodded at Liam, who smiled back.

"So, Harry, what can I do for you today?"

"Nothing, Louis doesn't love me."

"I'll kill him." Niall snapped.

"As much as that would make things easier, I can't let you. I love him too much."

"Fine. Do you want me to speak to him?"

"Go for it."

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*Louis' POV*

The midmorning sun shone distinctively through the curtains. I sat up, putting my arm in the empty space.

Where's Harry?

From Niall (10:06am):

"I'm coming over. We need to talk."

To Niall (10:07am):

"About?"

From Niall (10:08am):

"You and Harry."

Great. Just as I decided how I was going to do it, he tells the others.